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Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
This is one of those jumping off posts...
I'll have sex in front of the cats, but I will neither masturbate nor use the toilet in front of them. There's something really unseemly about TCBing in the presence of a cat. But I can't put my finger on it. I feel like the smart one (one of the cats is really smart, the other an imbecile) is judging me, or laughing at me. He's got a totally perfect poker face.
The idea of having sex in front of a baby is nauseating. You have no idea where those early memories might crop up later. I'd hate to think they're locked away in some recess of the mind thats unlocked during some stress or near death experience. I could imagine my daugheter awakening from a head injury suffered during a swing dancing or trampoline accident and recalling visions of me taking her mother from behind.
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Infantile amnesia is probably fairly good insurance against your fears, unless you are an obstinate freudian.
